That's right. It's that day in which we drink vast quantities of beer, watch the pretty lights in the sky, and barbecue hot dogs and hamburgers over crispy alien flesh.  

Because nothing says AMERICA like a cuban cigar.
Happy Independance Day, bitches.


  1. Well said! Hope you had a kick-ass Fourth. I'm in a mellow, buzzy mood after gorging myself on good food, beer and those pretty lights.

  2. @ Ty--Matching Independence Day with Independence Day is a bit of a cop out, but someone had to do it.

    @ Melissa--I want your buzzy mood, dammit! Food, beer, and pretty lights is really all you need.


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